Divorce, I'm a fake double [Entertainment]

The air conditioner was turned on on the plane. Summer has passed, but the coolness of autumn has not yet fully arrived. Only at night, the night is like water, giving people a bit of tranquility.

Lu Wanghe deliberately sat on the seat near the aisle, and Fu Jingmo was right behind him. He only needed to turn his head slightly, and he could see the handsome facial features of the other party under the faint light.

The business seat was spacious and comfortable enough. He took a nap with his eyes closed, but the right cheek seemed to be stared at by a vague gaze, which brought a burst of heat like a fire.

I also know that it is his dog who stays up all night and insists on staring at his face, as if he hasn't seen his boyfriend in 800 years.

Lu Wanghe hummed in his heart, opened his eyes lazily, took out his phone from his pocket, and sent a WeChat message.

[Silly dog ​​hook, sleep. 】

If you don't sleep anymore, you will be sleepy for tomorrow's premiere rehearsal or something.

It was late at night, and the cabin was completely silent, and almost all the passengers had already fallen asleep.

What's more, the business seat is far away, no one can realize that the president of Hongtu Star Entertainment and the artist are separated by an aisle, and the eyes are full of love.

Not long after, Lu Wanghe held his eyelids, and received a reply.

[Silly Gougou: I slept for a long time on the way to Hengdian, and I'm not sleepy now.You go to sleep, I'm watching you. 】

Two and a half hours later, the plane landed at the airport in City B on time.

The staff in charge of the premiere of "Story Pass" had already waited outside the VIP channel of the airport. After receiving Lu Wanghe, they drove to the hotel near the premiere venue tomorrow.

Naturally, it was impossible for Fu Jingmo to come out with Lu Wanghe. He had already resigned from all the reception services arranged by the crew when he was in contact with the crew of "Guguan".

Assistant Xu took a direct flight from City S to City B. Seeing Fu Jingmo's late arrival, he knew that Mr. Fu had probably gone to meet Mr. Lu.

Look at the slight curvature of the corners of the lips.

Look at the eyes that have thawed out more than half of the ice.

Then look at the red color at the Adam's apple rolling under the collar of the shirt...

Assistant Xiao Xu was shocked, and while convincing himself that Boss Fu couldn't make sauce with Mr. Lu on the plane, he pretended to be deaf and dumb and pretended not to see Fu Jingmo's abnormality today.

"Boss Fu, you're here. The hotel has been booked. According to your instructions, it's just across from the hotel where Mr. Lu lives."

Not only that, but it was on the same floor, facing the room. It was guaranteed that as soon as Mr. Fu opened the curtains in the morning, and Mr. Lu also opened the curtains, the two of them would be able to see each other.

Assistant Xiao Xu was very satisfied with his arrangement, as if asking for credit: "Mr. Fu, what do you think?"

Fu Jingmo raised his eyebrows slightly, and saw the room number sent by Lu Wanghe on the phone.

He replied blandly with unclear meaning: "Not bad. You have worked hard this month, and your salary has doubled."

Assistant Xiao Xu sat in the driver's seat with a happy smile.

In the early morning of the second day, Zhao Yu knocked on the door of Lu Wanghe's room, called out the sleepy man, and explained the process of the premiere in detail.

"I know that you are very tired from filming these days, and you didn't sleep well last night, but if you are later, you will miss the rehearsal. Most of the crew has already arrived, and the staff is waiting for you below."

"Let's grit our teeth today, I promise you to eat fried chicken and barbecue to relax tonight, okay?"

Lu Wanghe went to the bathroom and splashed cold water on his face a few times, and finally he was a little sleepy, changed into the clothes provided by the sponsor, and was led to make up and hairstyle again.

The production team of "Guguan" paid for the entire hotel with a lot of money, and Lu Wanghe was busy in every room, and he only had time to tell Fu Jingmo on WeChat that he was busy with the rehearsal.

On the opposite floor of the hotel, another luxurious five-star hotel, directly opposite Lu Wanghe's room.

Assistant Xiao Xu lowered his head and stood aside. He couldn't help sneaking a few glances at the young man sitting on the wicker chair on the balcony, staring sideways at the opposite building.

It was early in the morning, and the thin morning light broke through the faint mist, covering the young man's handsome and stern face with a layer of light golden light.

Under such light, the brown pupils are so light that they are almost transparent, and when one looks at something intently, it naturally carries a breath-taking flavor.

The well-made high-end suits, which cost hundreds of thousands of dollars, were ironed perfectly, perfectly outlining the young man's beautiful figure with wide shoulders and narrow waist and a pair of slender and straight legs.

Sitting on the rattan chair, he looks lazy and indifferent, as if he could be on the cover of a fashion magazine at any time.

only……

Assistant Xiao Xu hesitated again and again, but still couldn't hold back his persuasion.

"Mr. Fu, Mr. Dianlu should have woken up earlier. He still has to do makeup, hairdo, and try on clothes... he should not be in the room anymore."

Don't you just sit on the balcony and look at the other side like a wife-seeing stone, okay?

"And... Didn't Mr. Lu send you a WeChat message just now?"

The young man's slightly cool pupils shifted a few degrees, and lightly landed on Assistant Xiao Xu's face, his index finger tapped on the armrest of the rattan chair, with no expression of joy or anger.

Assistant Xiao Xu was shocked: "I, I, Mr. Fu, how dare I peek at your phone! That is, I saw that you smiled when you looked at your phone just now, so I guess it was Mr. Lu who sent you a message... "

Fu Jingmo withdrew his gaze, gave a faint "hmm", and glanced down at the already dark phone screen, knowing that his little boyfriend was busy preparing for the premiere.

Despite this, the young man still maintained his original appearance, his gaze crossed the wide street and landed on the balcony of the opposite hotel.

Assistant Xiao Xu was a little puzzled, and he didn't want to leave for a while, so he stayed by the side and waited for a while.

It took a long time to notice that the young man's slender fingers were tightly clasped on the phone screen, and the muscle lines of his arms were tense, far from being as leisurely as he seemed.

That look made him inexplicably think of a dog hook holding the things the owner left at home, guarding the door, waiting for the owner to return.

That's right... After all, before meeting Mr. Lu, Mr. Fu's life was boring enough.

What a person faces every day is the intrigues of the business world, piles of documents and plans, and hundreds of millions of money flowing at his fingertips. The monstrous power is enough to make countless people flock to him, trying to get the name of "President Fu" by any means.

But he has no friends, no relatives, no lover.

Even now, Mr. Fu and Mr. Lu are both busy with work. Even if it takes one day to watch the premiere, the time Mr. Fu can see Mr. Lu is probably only a few hours after the official start.

Even during those few hours, one of them was in front of the stage and the other was in the audience, and they couldn't communicate, at most they could only nod like strangers.

Boss Fu will never force Mr. Lu to give up his career and stay by his side to be a rich wife just because of feelings.

Assistant Xiao Xu sighed in his heart, and suddenly left quietly, retreated outside the room, and called Zhao Yu.

"Hello, it's me. Manager Zhao, is Mr. Lu free now? Could you please spare a little time for him to come and stay on the balcony of his room for 2 minutes?"

Zhao Yu was stunned for a moment, and glanced at the familiar number on the phone screen before confirming that the other party was not a lunatic or liar.

"This--but Xiaolu has just finished putting on his makeup, and he will have his hair styled later...why do you want it all of a sudden?"

"If I can't explain to you for a while, I will take up 2 minutes of Mr. Lu's time... Please."